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Naked and near We take blistered path Close and Nearing you as you drip Farther away Don' tell me baby That you can't stay My life here without you Can't be Any other way I'm neath these painted stars These plastered whites An' I'm staring at furious horizon Wishing I was young again Wishing I still held the kite Take the river instead Retrieve Saturns move in lead I'm begging for forgiveness my darling I'm praying void of God That my tune Can catch the ear of the starling But the breath Is always short When death Hovers to close To the napkin I eat I sleep And I stare at the curtains As they push from An invisible hand Coyly persuading me To kiss the neck Of the one I adore more Braze the inner thigh Of her core more Caress her incredulousness More Breaking on braking Myself From a full stop To snake the nape Coliding accolades With Starbursts and Confucius's misfortunes I'm your next best friend I'm the one you forgot I'm the after thought of your first thought I'm the money You were supposed to Lend.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
A Unanimous Dismemberment
Naked and near We take blistered path Close and Nearing you as you drip Farther away Don' tell me baby That you can't stay My life here without you Can't be Any other way I'm neath these painted stars These plastered whites An' I'm staring at furious horizon Wishing I was young again Wishing I still held the kite Take the river instead Retrieve Saturns move in lead I'm begging for forgiveness my darling I'm praying void of God That my tune Can catch the ear of the starling But the breath Is always short When death Hovers to close To the napkin I eat I sleep And I stare at the curtains As they push from An invisible hand Coyly persuading me To kiss the neck Of the one I adore more Braze the inner thigh Of her core more Caress her incredulousness More Breaking on braking Myself From a full stop To snake the nape Coliding accolades With Starbursts and Confucius's misfortunes I'm your next best friend I'm the one you forgot I'm the after thought of your first thought I'm the money You were supposed to Lend.
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ashby-brown
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
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